The sick beauty has caught the bamboo horse

boom!Zhou Qingyan slammed his head against the door and window, and the wooden door couldn't bear the huge pressure and cracked several times.

The man's upper body leaned out, and he almost hooked the wooden pillar next to the last one. Before he could catch his breath, five sword blades struck him.

Zhou Qingyan gritted his teeth and dodged it, bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Bah." The man rolled on the ground, picked up the gray wolf cub on the ground, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

One hind leg of the gray wolf cub was broken, most of the white bones and muscles were exposed, and most of the gray fur was condensed together, but he still bared his teeth and growled at the five people facing him.

Zhou Qingyan glanced at it and said, "Okay, is it so difficult to be soft?"

At first, this gray wolf cub came out of nowhere to steal food in the kitchen. Zhou Qingyan startled it as soon as he lit the fire, and the gray wolf cub let out an ambush assassin with a "wow"— - Otherwise, Zhou Qingyan would have died long ago.

For the sake of saving himself by inadvertently inserting Liu Chengyin, Zhou Qingyan stood up and inadvertently wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth with his index finger, picked up the gray wolf cub and threw it aside, and flipped out a slender white sword with his wrist.

The head of the five people on the opposite side shrank his pupils and said in a broken voice, "Yinyue!"

The other four flinched somewhat when they heard the name.

Zhou Qingyan's bun was already messed up, and the man's black hair was blown up by the wind, vaguely covering Ling Lie's eyes.

One of the assassins secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, clearly knowing that Zhou Qingyan was dying of a serious illness, but the moment he saw the sword, this person still shuddered subconsciously: "Hawk, what should I do?"

The leader of the five was Ying Falcon, and he was also the only sky-level assassin among the five --- everyone in the organization believed that one sky-level assassin would be enough to deal with the seriously ill Zhou Qingyan.

But now, Ying Falcon stared at Zhou Qingyan closely, trying to find a hint of reluctance on this man's face, but unfortunately he couldn't find it.

The strength of the sky-level assassin is by no means comparable to that of the other four, Ying Falcon hesitated a little but did not flinch, and did not speak for the time being.

On the contrary, Zhou Qingyan said with great interest: "Your name is Eagle Falcon? The only one in the capital who likes to name assassins after animals..."

Before the words fell, Ying Falcon frowned fiercely --- Zhou Qingyan couldn't let Zhou Qingyan know that they said that name.The curved blade in the falcon's hand rushed towards Zhou Qingyan's neck in the next second!

The falcon's weapon is a circular blade, which can be regarded as both a hook and a blade, and can even cut a person's neck straight off when flying over.

Zhou Qingyan raised Yinyue sharply with his eyes fixed, and the long and narrow blade happened to touch the blade——Yinyue's blade was bent inward into a concave shape, but it never broke.

Attack can be upright, defense can be soft and tough.

Ying Falcon's knife fell on the silver moon and bounced back with all the force, and the speed of the roundabout was extremely fast, but in an instant, Ying Falcon saw his blade rebound back to his eyes, and he couldn't help being shocked.

It's now!

Zhou Qingyan grabbed the gray wolf cub and rushed to the edge of the second floor, apparently planning to jump down abruptly.

It took a lot of effort for the eagle to hold the blade firmly, and when he saw this, he suddenly shouted in a clear mind: "He is at the end of his strength, let the arrow go!"

Zhou Qingyan almost gritted his white teeth in secret, Ying Falcon guessed right, he had indeed reached his limit.

The severe pain from his lungs almost made the man tremble uncontrollably, and his eyes have been blackened for bursts since they hit the door and window just now.

Hearing the words, the four people behind them immediately pulled up the arrows tied to their arms, and in an instant countless short arrows roared towards Zhou Qingyan.At this moment, there are nearly five meters left in Zhou Qingyan's edge.

That's too late!

Zhou Qingyan's pupils reflected the arrows that were close at hand, he gritted his teeth and threw the gray wolf cub downstairs.

In fact, his physical strength was almost exhausted during the battle just now, and now such a small movement made him exhausted.

Zhou Qingyan was panting intermittently, and he didn't even realize that he could cough up some bright red flesh every time he coughed.

He just found Chu Heng back, and there are so many things to do, is he really going to die here?

Stab it!

I don't know if the falcon did it on purpose, but the first arrow pierced through Zhou Qingyan's calf, and the blood-red arrow shot out, bursting into a cloud of blood mist.

Zhou Qingyan lost consciousness in an instant, and the expected feeling of falling to the ground in his thoughts did not come, as if he had fallen into a warm and thick embrace.

It took a lot of effort for the man to open a crack, and he saw a familiar face in a daze, but immediately he knew that it was not an illusion, it was Chu Heng who really came.

Perhaps even the gods in this world can't understand how Chu Heng felt when he ran wildly and saw Zhou Qingyan fell to the ground with an arrow. Chu Heng hugged Zhou Qingyan tightly, his eyes were red.

A Lian squatted beside Zhou Qingyan, her tone panicked: "My lord..."

A Qiang's pretty face was filled with coldness, she pulled out an iron whip with a swipe, and sneered while trembling slightly: "You can also use such indecent methods to deal with a seriously ill person!"

Chu Heng gently hugged Zhou Qingyan horizontally, and he didn't know if he was in so much pain that the young man was semi-conscious and grabbed the corner of Chu Heng's clothes with the remaining strength.

"Crying, why are you crying?" Zhou Qingyan forced a smile on his pale face like paper, every moment seemed to gouge out Chu Heng's heart.

The man hugged Zhou Qingyan and walked out without hesitation, his tone full of murderous intent: "You know how to deal with these people."

Zhou Qingyan exhaled intermittently, unable to feel where he was at all, until a hot stream flowed into his mouth---a smell of medicine.

"Ouch!" Zhou Qingyan closed his eyes tightly, and spat out all the medicine juice, messing with Chu Heng, but now the latter doesn't care about these trivial matters at all, and wipes off the medicine juice at the corner of Zhou Qingyan's mouth with his lips tightly pressed.

The white-bearded government doctor next to him was sweating all over his face, and the medicine boy next to him carefully cut off the arrow handle, leaving the part pierced between his legs that no one dared to move.

Chu Heng hugged Zhou Qingyan's upper body and frowned: "Be gentle."

The doctor wiped his sweat: "Young master can't drink the ginseng soup, so if you take the arrow rashly, if you can't breathe..." The doctor suddenly saw Chu Heng's cold eyes, and subconsciously shuddered.

Even though it was just a small arrow, the penetrating injury was not a serious one -- not to mention that Zhou Qingyan's health was not good, and a breath of cool wind could make him cough continuously.

At this moment, Lian and Qiang came in from the outside, covered in blood, "Young Master Chu, the thief has already been captured."

Chu Heng raised the ginseng soup bowl without lifting his head: "Close it, keep your breath so you don't die." It's too cheap for them to die like this.

A Lian hesitated a little, they belonged to the Pavilion Master and not Chu Heng, but A Qiang gently pushed her elbow, and the latter lowered his head and said, "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he pulled A-Lian to retreat.

Chu Heng didn't care what the two of them thought at all, he only cared about what was in his arms.

There was still less than half a bowl of ginseng soup left, and Chu Heng simply took all of it in his mouth and pinched Zhou Qingyan's jaw—the latter opened his mouth obediently without much resistance in a coma.

The hot ginseng soup flowed down the throat to moisten the dry and sore internal organs to the greatest extent, Zhou Qingyan suddenly opened his eyes after an unknown period of time.

He leaned weakly in Chu Heng's arms, before he could call out his name.

Chu Heng lowered his head and covered his eyes, the doctor quickly stepped forward, closed his eyes and pulled out the arrow!

Chu Heng felt that the person in his arms jumped up and almost broke free from his restraint.Zhou Qingyan pressed his head against Chu Heng's shoulder, bowed his back and grabbed Chu Heng's shoulder with his fingers, and his lips were bitten with blood dripping out.

Zhou Qingyan's body trembled slightly in his arms, Chu Heng patted him on the back and looked down, stunned and furious: "Why didn't you take it out?!"

The medicine boy beside him was about to cry, "This arrow has a barb, it's stuck!"

Chu Heng's heart suddenly turned cold.

At this time, a whisper came from the shoulder, and Chu Heng lowered his head slightly: "What did you say?"

The people in the room fell silent in an instant, and stared at Chu Heng eagerly.

Zhou Qingyan breathlessly said, "Pull it hard." The arrow must be removed quickly, otherwise his legs will be crippled for the rest of his life.

Chu Heng's hand holding him tightened for a while. Why didn't he know that he had to shoot it quickly, but it was already very painful when the arrow pierced in, and the pain of shooting the arrow with the barb was no less than piercing it again.

Chu Heng pushed aside the wetness between Zhou Qingyan's forehead: "Get up and open it." The barb was stuck, and it was impossible for an old man with a white beard to pull it out.

The arrow was leaving the flesh and blood inch by inch, and the sound of the arrow passing through the flesh could be heard in the quietness of the room. Zhou Qingyan's fingers were almost embedded in Chu Heng's shoulder, but he never made a sound.

The moment the arrow was completely pulled out, Chu Heng felt the force of his shoulder loosen suddenly, and the person in his arms remained motionless.

Chu Heng was extremely flustered: "Qing Yan, Qing Yan? Zhou Wuyin!"

The maids and servants got busy again, the government doctor stepped forward to stop the bleeding and felt the pulse, and heaved a sigh of relief: "It's okay, I just passed out."

Chu Heng took a deep breath and smelled the strong smell of blood in the room.

The lingering body temperature in his arms awakened his last trace of reason, and he slowly put him back on the bed. After Zhou Qingyan passed out, his brows were still tightly wrinkled, and his lips were so pale that they were almost indistinguishable from his pale face.

Chu Heng stood up to make way for the government doctor and the medicine boy. Seeing the two of them give Zhou Qingyan the medicine, check the pulse and prescribe the prescription, his body became so stiff that he didn't even realize it.

"Young Master Chu?" Hongmei lowered her voice in order to avoid waking the person on the bed, "I think you look bad, you should go and rest for a while."

Chu Heng woke up suddenly, his face was extremely ugly and he shook his head: "It's okay, I'll wait here." Wait until he wakes up.

Hongmei had no choice but to bring the bed blanket, hesitated for a long time and said: "Young master is kind-hearted, God will bless him to get well soon."

Chu Heng said nothing, and waved her to leave.

Killing and setting fire to the golden belt, repairing bridges and repairing roads without corpses.If God really has eyes, how could such a good person suffer so much?

Standing outside the door were two servant girls who were guarding the night. Zhou Qingyan's crew was hidden in a hidden place outside the courtyard, but there were only two people left in the room.

Chu Heng slowly moved to the side of the bed, and looked at the face of the young man on the bed---it was still his dreamy appearance, but it was as pale as paper, his eyes were closed, and his brows were furrowed. Those with sharp eyes could see his trembling. Body.

This person is afraid of pain and has been afraid since he was a child.

If it gets out: the owner of the Wuying Pavilion is afraid of pain, and he is afraid that he will laugh out many people's big teeth. Zhou Qingyan has never told anyone about it, so that he has to resist any kind of injury by himself.

Only Chu Heng knew that when he was a child, he was teary even when he scratched his skin.

Chu Heng endured it for a long time and finally couldn't help hugging Zhou Qingyan with the quilt. As soon as the latter felt Chu Heng's body temperature, he subconsciously shrank into his arms.

Chu Heng went to bed in a good manner, wrapped him up and tried the temperature on Zhou Qingyan's forehead to confirm that there was no fever. Then he felt relieved and patted Zhou Qingyan's back regularly.

It's like coaxing him to sleep when he was a child.

Chu Heng waited until Zhou Qingyan stopped trembling, then lowered his head and lips to touch the young man's earlobe, and murmured in a low voice, "Why don't you call out if you're so afraid of pain? If you don't call out, who will know that you're in pain..."

The conversation came to an abrupt end at the end---the grown-up Zhou Qingyan lost the right to cry out for pain without Chu Heng.

A hidden corner of Zhou Mansion.A-Lian and A-Qiang jumped into the lake side by side, dived all the way along the lake, and then unscrewed the head of the stone lion at the bottom of the lake.

Boom!

A stone door at the bottom of the lake slowly opened, revealing the dark corridor inside.

Walking along the long corridor to the end, you can see a torture chamber.The reason why it can be recognized as the torture room at a glance is because there are many horrible torture instruments hanging on the wall, and a cross-shaped restraint frame is placed on the ground-a falcon is tied to it impressively.

At this moment, the falcon no longer had the complacent look it had just had.

The organization's guess was correct, Zhou Qingyan was indeed seriously ill, but what they didn't expect was that there were so many capable people around Zhou Qingyan.

Two girls with beautiful looks and exquisite figure made the falcon disarm and surrender with two iron whips, not to mention the man in black robe who has been staying in this torture room from beginning to end.

Falcon trembled subconsciously when he recalled everything just now.

Ah Qiang glanced at him indifferently, and frowned: "Not executed?"

The man in black robe shook his head: "Come on, he's useless." The implication is that Yingying has already shaken everything he knows.

A-Lian said: "In that case, I will hand him over to the deputy cabinet master. The deputy cabinet master needs someone to train Du Zheng."

A few plain and simple words made Ying Falcon's hair stand on end. The deputy cabinet master of Wuying Pavilion loves living people to practice poison, and after practicing poison, people are useless.

Ying Falcon quickly said: "Wait, I, I know something else."

The three looked at him together, and the man in black was obviously dissatisfied: "Why didn't you just say that?"

Ying Falcon gritted his teeth: "I know the reason why the employer wants to kill Zhou Qingyan, but I have to take you there myself."

This is typical self-defense.

Ah Qiang asked coldly, "Who is your employer?"

Ying Falcon now doesn't care so much in order to save his life: "Fourth Prince!"

The author says:

Thanks to the little cute for pointing it out, I found out that the number of words was repeated, so I changed it. (bow)